#literally in the fuckin introduction

[orange-coloredsky]

"Many audiences in the United States resist the idea that images have an ideological intent... Fierce critical interrogation is sometimes the only practice that can pierce the wall of denial consumers of images construct so as not to face that the real world of image-making is political -- that politics of domination inform the way the vast majority of images we consume are constructed and marketed."

bell hooks - Black Looks: Race and Representation

[dotmander]

character introduction: zenais (she/her)

as a cub, zenais wondered about the world outside of the sandswept isles. the inquest to the south terrified her, yes, but she was also curious about them - possibly more than was good for her health, considering her lack of skill with a weapon. her scouting helped the olmakhan learn how to avoid them, at least. eventually, her thirst for knowledge became unbearable; she left the isles with a promise to send stories of the larger world back to her people. she's quite far from home by now, but she has more to see!

[lexicals]

[ID: A 2 panel comic featuring a character in the foreground squinting at an open book on a table, and another character in the background holding another book. In the first image the foreground character is saying "Hey guys?" while the background character is looking at a book they've picked up. In the second image the foreground character has leaned closer to the book and is saying "What's a... mee-meek?" while in the background, the book the other character was holding has opened up and grown teeth as she holds it at arm's length in a panic. End ID.]

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Party Of Babies' First Mimic Encounter

(Keo rolled a 0 on her recall knowledge here. Not a 1, actual literal 0. Gods bless her she is very strong but not so good at Knowing Things)

[nerosdayinanime]

generational trauama<3

very basic explanation: Shuya, the youngest child, was killed during a mission Sanemi was leading & Kyogo was very disrespectful and dismissive about it bc he doesnt see them as anything other than fodder. Sanemi, overcome with the grief of his latest sibling's death and the years of abuse, lost his shit and lunged at him with intent to kill.

His arm went through Kyogo's chest and together they went through the window, Kyogo briefly fought back and Sanemi used a wind jutsu to utterly shred the inside of his chest cavity. He sits back and processes what just happened and realizes that the pain and grief hasn't gone away.

Shizu finally gets to him- Genya close behind though I didn't show it -and he breaks down over the fact he just killed so brutally so easily. He's become a monster just like Kyogo shaped him to be. Shizu calls for some water & washes the blood off, then gets the bone fragments out and heals him.

Rest of the clan's freaking the hell out bc He Just Snapped We're Next Oh Fuck Oh Fuck, no one knows what to do abt Kyogo bleeding out, but hes just Sitting There, Crying

[capfalcon]

one of my favorite (sarcasm) university assignments so far was when my professor asked us to examine and compare the use of proxemics and distemics (not words anyone should rlly know) in a book and also apply it to real life at university. during zoom college. sir. proxemics is the study/word for how close you stand to people and what that distance is supposed to signify. and distemics (which is not a real word, by the way) is how people interact w each other in regards to space in a public place. and he asked us to apply it to ZOOM college. it is arguably one of the least useful pieces of knowledge i have stuck in my brain

[gregmarriage]

buck overcompensating for his crush on eddie, by being bitchy to him. we love to see it <3

[fictionismyreality3]

Simon Introduces You

Warnings: romance and everything that comes with it, military stuff?, nsfw at the end because I’m a whore

Notes: somehow all of my drabbles end with a nsfw scene and I blame the worm in my brain that whispers sweet nothings to me in the night 😔🙏🏻

He would’ve kept you all to himself if the rest of the team (Johnny) hadn’t kept begging to meet you.

Soap saw that Ghost seemed to be on his phone more and more during down time, his fingers flying across the screen as he responded to someone or something. Even Price was getting curious.

“Who ye textin’, mate?” Johnny slid up next to Simon, poking him with a sing-song tone to his voice and a shit eating grin on his face. “Fuck off, Johnny.” Ghost snapped as he tucked his phone away. “C’mon, big guy, who’s the wee lass who got your balls in a-” Soap was subsequently silenced as Simon put him in a headlock.

Will debate even asking you about whether or not you wanted to meet his team for like 3 weeks at least. What little you know about his work is enough for him, he doesn’t want you in that world.

He had been acting quieter than his usual quiet self. “Simon? Have I done something? You can tell me.” Coming to stand beside him, you reached up and pressed a kiss to his chin. “No, no, dove. I just..” He trailed off, looking out the window. “If it’s about the dishes, I know I said I-” You were silenced by a firm kiss. “Nothin’ like that, luvie. It’s.. the lads wanna meet ya.” Your ears perked up and you swatted at his chest. “Why didn’t you just say that, silly?”

You were given explicit access to visit Simon at the base. Everyone was oddly polite and even looked at you with a little confusion. The poor private escorting you around kept calling you Mrs. Riley, and you had no doubt that was Simon’s doing.

Finally, you were ushered out to a training room of some kind, where you spotted Simon with some other men. “There you are, sweetheart.” He rumbled, coming over to you and wrapping you in his arms. “Missed you, Si.” Gaz had to literally close Soap’s mouth as they watched Ghost, the Ghost, dipping his head to press a kiss on the neck of a pretty girl. “M’glad you’re here, luv.”

The introduction went well, aside from Soap’s teasing. They were all very respectful, even though they all had an air of lethality. Simon kept his arm around you the whole time, internally growing irritated with the jeers about his girl.

Simon’s massive, gloved hand took up nearly your entire face as he muffled your cries. “Wanted me t’show you off, huh?” He growled into your ear as he pounded you into a random briefing room desk. “Wan’ the whole base know your mine, dovie.” Your eyes rolling back only served to remind Simon why he’d never share you. “You’re mine, my- oh god, my fuckin’ girl.” You blushed as you waved goodbye with hickeys you didn’t show up with.

[princessbrunette]

THABK YOU that someone finally boticed just how jittery and jumpy Rafe was in s1😭 like, in s2 he's just feral, like off the hinges aggressive, teeth bared and all but s1 was like a introduction of *that* Rafe to me, like he was already tweaking and just so...jumpy and maniac

Imagine him while being close to an episode like that in that outside cinema where he's bot only already jumpy and ready to fuck JJ and Pope up but then he sees you all smiley and happy with your Pogue *friends* and he'd be borderline hysterical bc he wants to just...squeeze you and hump you like a dog if that's all he'll get :((

Like I think he'd genuinely get worked up ever more over seeing you spending time with your Pogue friends, with fuckin JJ ://

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god him in that stupid yellow tshirt and backwards cap with the crazy in his eyes when he follows you off into the trees because you needed to take a quick call, and he knew this was his chance to get you alone. you finish the call and he’s just standing there smiling all big and you actually jump back when you turn around. he frowns, walking towards you slower and more careful. “wha’s wrong? i scare you?” he frowns like he’s actually concerned, big hands sliding around your waist tugging you against his broad body.

he tilts his head with that stupid smirk like he wants to kiss you and you’re pawing at his chest nervously, looking around him. “rafe, there’s — there’s people. not here—”

“—yes, here… no one’s lookin’…” he’s managing to get his mouth on your jaw atleast, holding your body so close to his that your thigh is pretty much pressed between his legs and you feel him buck against you just a little bit as he holds you to him, arching just a little to hump a jean clad shape on your leg like a dog. you wonder why he’s acting like this, brows furrowed, hands still firmly on his chest as he takes what he can get. he thinks he feels you relax a little, before you gasp, whispering his name.

“rafe!” you whine urgently, successfully pushing him back this time and nodding at the two figures crunching leaves behind the cinema screen. he turns around, eyes all wide and glassy with literal insanity and your eyes adjust the same time as his, spotting pope and jj just finishing up doing their business, pulling up their zippers.

he scoffs, tongue in his cheek with irritation before heading straight towards them, anger at being interrupted, by jj especially taking over his body.

“‘sup pogues.” he nods, instantly walking the boys backwards. jj’s eyes flicked towards you, and then him, adjusting his cap.

“‘sup rafe.” he steps back. you knew this wasn’t going to end well.

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[taakosleftshoe]

thank you Justin McElroy for making a character that several people upon listening to her introduction immediately went oh yeah you will be insane about her. Because they are right

I looove Frankenstein. Like I'm obsessed with it.. such a fuckin good book and a cool concept overall. And Lady Godwin is such a funky character like there are these two conflicting parts of her, literally, being a dainty upperclass fancy woman who now has a body of a fighter... Like the internal conflict with her is so good ! And she has an internalized sexism view of bodies thing going on but it's also extremely homosexual and frankly I'm already obsessed with her.

[tteokdoroki]

head empty. just bakugo doing a super shy dance cover <333

-🧃

☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. kpop idol!au.

about. omg okk but bringing back my idol verse!au for this rn !!

check out my other kpop idol stuff here / here.

you know how kpop groups do those tiktok challenges with one another where they collaborate with groups from other companies and the fans basically go wild, like cross over of the century?

imagine your group releases something like super shy — a song with a really y2k girlie pop cutsie concept and your company has you going out to visit other really popular groups to film dance tiktok challenges to promote the song and vice versa.

now bakugou is one of the most favoured idols in the industry, he’s popular for his looks and talent in song writing but most importantly for the fact that he kills girl group dances like no one else. he doesn’t try to take away from the precise and feminine movements of gg choreographies and actually does them how they’re supposed to be done, he’s just that dedicated to his work.

so you’re the member of your group asked to film with him and you’re so nervous because of his reputation — bakugou acting all gruff in the dance studio like he doesn’t wanna be there, stretching with a frown while talking to his managers. when you go up to him he’s polite and formal with his introduction and you thank him (being your senior in the industry) for all his hard work in breaking barriers and all that.

but when it comes to the actual dancing with you — bakugou is perfect. like he picks up the choreography so fast you barely need to correct his movements. his hips twist in the right place and he does all the cute and subtle hand gestures correctly — managing to keep up with you, doing all these adorable facial expressions towards you. you’re literally marvelling over the footage once you’re done with the tiktok.

“you look amazing!” you coo, reviewing the video on your managers phone with a bright smile — looking up to bakugou with these big beautiful eyes. “thank you for your time. you really are an inspiration!”

rubbing the back of his neck as he chugs back some water — bakugou grunts nonchalantly. “s’nothing. you did great too, your choreography’s really fuckin’ intricate, so thanks for takin’ the time to teach me.” he won’t admit it, but he was nervous to meet you too. you’re an all star idol from a monster rookie group. he fucking admires you and your dedication — if anyone should be thanking anyone it’s him to you.

stop!! and katsuki can just see how giddy you get when he, your idol, praises all your hard work — he can tell it means a lot.

and again, he doesn’t tell you how much it means to him when you surprise him with signed copies of your group’s latest album as thanks for dancing with you that day. bakugou definitely fan girls to his group-mates later on too.

(he’s a big fan, if you couldn’t already tell.)

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[storydays]

Radio Killed Video Star P1

(3rd POV)

(Y/N) sat in his favorite seat as he continued drawing in his sketchbook, listening as Charlie paced nervously back and forth, and rant. He snickered as KeeKee paced back and forth with his sister.

"Okay. So the extermination is coming in 6 months instead of a year. No big deal, just a little setback. Nothing we can't handle. Just angels cutting our timetable in half. But who needs a whole year to save souls? Am I right? And next time, when they cut time in half again and again, we'll just handle it, right?!" Charlie asked manically.

"Yes. We will." Vaggie caught Charlie gripped her arms soothingly.

"Oh, please, ya had less than half a chance when you started all this salvation bullshit." Angel waved his hands around. "And now..." he paused as his phone buzzed angrily. "Ain't no silver lining this time, toots." He muttered.

"Sure there is. We just have to look a little harder for it." Charlie tried to remain positive. "Well, while you're lookin', the rest of Hell is going nuts. People are already freaking out about the news." Angel waved his phone in the other's faces. "Look at what's happenin' in the Doomsday District." The tech revealed a demon screaming, as another message appeared on Angel's screen.

"Uh, what's a donkey show?" Charlie asked, squinting her eyes at the message. (Y/N) grimaced as he eyed Angel suspiciously.

"Aah, heh, nothing," Angel wouldn't dare ruin the princess's innocence. Especially not with her brother right fuckin' there! "My boss, Val, is just freaked out about the news, too." He covered his phone from curious, (or suspicious) eyes, before shrugging his shoulders. "Like I said, everyone's losing their shit."

Vaggie looked up from where she was watching (Y/N) sketch. "Yeah, that's true. Sinners are desperate." "Maybe desperate enough to try anything to escape the extermination?" (Y/N) thought aloud, tapping his pencil against his lip.

Charlie gasped, breaking into a wide grin. "This is the perfect time to recruit more sinners for the hotel!" Angel raised an eyebrow. "Cute idea and all, but you really going out in all of this?"

"Well, it's not like people are just going to show up on our doorstep." Charlie shrugged before yelping as an loud explosion disrupted the hotel.

"Show yourself, Alastor!" hissed a snake demon dramatically. "Come and face--" He paused looking for the Radio Demon, before catching sight of him sipping coffee, wearing a giant grin as usual. "Oh, there you are." The snake murmured. "FACE MY WRATH!" He hissed, over the speaker.

"Who are you?" asked Alastor raising an eyebrow.

"Who am I? Who am I? I am the great Sir Pentious! Inventor, architect of destruction, villan extraordinare!" During this introduction, Alastor melted into his shadow before appearing next to the Hazbin crew. Charlie looking in shock, Vaggie in annoyance, Angel with a raised brow, and crossed arms, and (Y/N) with a curious look.

"Woo! You tell 'em, boss." came a goofy voice over the loudspeaker.

Niffty gasped excitedly, as she popped on Alastor's shoulder. "Ooh, he's a bad boy."

Alastor huffed, as he gently set her down. "Huh, well if all that's true, you'd think I'd have heard of you. Have you heard of him, (Y/N)?" The prince side eyed the red clad demon, sending him a look that said, 'Bitch...leave me out of this.'

"I attacked you literally last week." Pentious deadpanned, feeling irate as Alastor tilted his head in thought, narrowing his eyes. "We've done battle, like...20 times." the snake prompted.

"Well, you must be really bad at this." snarked the deer demon. "Silence! Now cower! For when I've slain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal!" Pentious laughed.

"Ooh!" exclaimed Niffty as she found her way back on Alastor's shoulders. "Wait, who are the Vees?" she asked. "Oh, nobody important." Alastor rolled his eyes, a slight twitch in his brow at the thought of the Overlords.

*Meanwhile in the city*

"New VoxTek designer voyeur scopes. Peeping on the neighbors have never been more stylish. VoxTek. Trust us with your money." cooed the TV announcer as demons ran into the stores. "This week's episode of "Yeah, I Fucked Your Sister, So What? is brought to you by VoxTek. Trust us with your entertainment. VoxTek. Trust us. Trustustrustustrustustrustus...." The phrase continued to repeat a TV demon grinned from the electrical shocks coming from the tech in demons hands.

"Hahaha! Now that's good television!" His laughing fit was cut short by a phone call coming in on his screen. With a grin, he answered the call to reveal a scowling demoness.

"Hello there, Velvette. How are you this hellish morning?" He grinned into his coffee mug, turning away to another screen, working on something.

"Oh, cut the shit, Vox. I need you up here now!" Velvette snapped.

"Whatever could be the problem, my dear?" Vox asked. "Your little boy toy is wrecking my department while I'm trying to pull together a show and--" She was cut off by a male voice yelling, "Fucking bitch!"

Scowling deeper, she turned towards the screen. "Just get your ass here. Now! Dammit Valentino!" Velvette screeched, hanging up.

Vox's smile dropped as he sighed in irritation. "Oh God, here I go. Valentino. Just another fuckin' day with Val." He crossed his arms behind his back as he walked towards the lift. "Hey, hey, hey. Fuck my life." Vox scowled.

As the lift took him up to the main floor, he plastered a fake smile on his face. "Mr Vox! Mr Vox!" called multiple reporters as he approached. "Mr Vox! Over here!" They called before one demoness caught his attention, "Mr Vox, what are your thoughts on the new extermination deadline?" she asked.

"My dear people, we at VoxTek Enterprises have always been at the forefront of innovation. And now with this oncoming threat, we are shifting our focus to your protection. We are pleased to announce VoxTek Angelic Security is coming soon! Trust us with your saftey." Vox grinned, hypnotizing the crowd.

"Sir? Uh, when did we begin working on Angelic Security?" asked an assistant nervously. "30 seconds ago. " Muttered Vox as he walked pass the press, the assistant following.

"Try to get that bitch Carmilla on the books and cancel all my appointments today. I have a fire to put out upstairs." Vox rolled his eyes before disappearing into a camera to travel faster.

*Up on Velvette's floor.*

"Ugh, no. Unacceptable. You're fired." Velvette hissed at the designers, before zeroing in on one dress. "What is this? Wrist ruffles? Is it 1750? Burn it like the witches who wore it." The designer scurried away.

"Oh, Velvette." chuckled Vox as he appeared, watching the social media fashion designer demoness rub her temples. "I can see you're busy.Tell me where's our hot headed friend now?"

"Up in his tower, waiting for a flat-faced prince to calm him down. " She shrugged. Sighing deeply, Vox put a grin on his face. "And uh, what's got him so out of sorts today?"

"Who knows? But he tore up my best female model!" Velvette grabbed a dismembered arm and used to start pointing at the TV demon, making him grin as he watched the pink haired demoness throw the arm. "And you know the show can't wait for that unlucky bitch to pull herself together."

"Melissa, get over here!" she called her next best female model. "No,no. Hideous, I want to do. Eww." Using her magic, she shuffled the outfits until a box with a bow appeared in front of Velvette. She quickly read the card, "Vel, sorry I can't make the show, but here are a few inspirations. ~ (Cute Nickname).❤️"Velvette grinned before using her magic again to put the newer designs on. "Yes, that's the one!"

"Well, it looks like you've got everything under control here." Vox grinned as Velvette playfully rolled her eyes. "Of course I do. Fuck you. Now shoo! Take care of the piss baby." She rolled her eyes again, before opening her phone to send a thank you text to a certain blond prince.

*Up by Valentino's office.*

Vox eyed the two assistants as they opened the door, before walking into the penthouse, raising an eyebrow at the figure sitting in a red cloud of smoke. The figure took notice of Vox's arrival, and sat up, glaring. "FUCKIN' FINALLY!"

The red figure threw a drink at the wall, turning to the assistant , "Kitty, another drink!" he demanded, the robot smiled before disappearing, and returning with a drink.

"Can you believe what that piece of shit did? The ungrateful whore!" He smashed the drink against the wall, making Vox simply step side the incoming glass.

"Um, which whore are we talkin' about this time?" Vox asked, boredly. "Fucking Angel Dust." He hissed. "Who the hell else would I be talking about?" Vox attempted to answer before Valentino stormed off. "That fucking slut walked out on me. Me. I fucking made him." The moth turned towards the window, while Vox pulled out his phone, checking his cameras.

"Without me, he's just a bag of meat with some mildly entertaining holes." Valentino squeaked as he made hand gestures.

"Angel quit?" Vox asked happily with a giant grin.

"No, he didn't fucking quit. It's worse; he moved!" roared the Moth as he threw Vox's phone against the wall, ignoring the annoyed look the TV demon sent at his hand as if realizing what happened. "He thinks he can just walk in here, work, and then go home somewhere else? Can you fucking believe that?"

"He thinks he can run off and shack up with Lucifer's bimbo daughter." Val grumbled as he stalked to a closet. "Angel is living with Lucifer's daughter now?" questioned Vox, as he turned towards the other overlord.

"Yeah, that bitch. Chalkie or Chandler, or I don't know. Something mannish like that. She's got this hotel--" Valentio paused before turning around with a pair of guns in his hands. "And which of these makes me look sexier?" he purred with a smirk.

Vox forced a laugh through his teeth. "What are you doing, Val? You're not going over there." He said firmly, using his hypnosis power.

"That slippery twink is going to remember who owns him. I'm going to fuck everyone on the rancid shithole, I swear to God." hissed Valentino.

Vox snapped grabbing the pimp by his fur, face lit up, a scowl on his face. "VAL!"

Plastering a smile on his face, he chuckled, as they walked together to look out the window. "Think about it: Our brand is perfection. And what do you think chasing whores around town will do for our image?" He asked,snatching the guns from Valentino.

"Uhh...fuck it up?" Val questioned. "Right!" grinned Vox, using a game show sound effect of cheers. "Do you want people thinking you can't control your employees?"

"No!" snapped the moth.

"Exactly. And hey, you still have him under contract, he isn't going anywhere. So you should....?" prompted Vox.

"Do nothing?" replied Val, hesitantly.

"Great idea! Now that's why they pay you the big bucks." Vox patted the moth's cheek, closing his eyes and placing his hands behind his back.

"But I really wanted to shoot someone." sighed Val as he held out a cigarette, waiting for Vox to light it.

Vox peeked an eye open before lighting the cigarette with a heart. "Well, let me call up the lowest earners this month." he compromised.

"Ooh, you know me too well." Valentino purred, chuckling darkly.

As Vox rummaged through the drawers, Val smirked. "You know, Angel isn't the only one spending time at this ratty hotel with the devil's princessa." "Oh, who else is there? Someone who owes you money?" Vox asked boredly.

Chuckling, Val continued, "Someone who owes us much more than money. The Radio Demon is there."

Vox glitched, digging his nails into the desk, before chuckling lowly. "Hahaha, what did you just say?" He asked, darkly, his hypnosis eye glowing, 3 lines on his face, showing his anger.

"You heard me."

"Alastor came back and he is with Lucifer's daughter," Vox started softly, slowly getting angry, "and that wasn't the first fucking thing you told me?!" He screamed, grabbing the moth's fur again.

"Hey, killing Alastor is your thing." grinned Val, as he watched the TV overlord zoom over to his cameras.

*Back at the hotel*

Sir Pentious yelled out in pain. "Arrgh. Oh! Please! Stop!" he begged as Alastor used his shadows to torture the poor demon.

"Um, Alastor?" called Charlie nervously. "I think he's had enough." Alastor continued to laugh loudly. Angel narrowed his eyes as if thinking before smirking, "Nah, he's got a few more hits in 'im!"

Alastor tilted the blimp so the snake fell out and on the floor. "Thanks for another forgettable experience." Alastor swung his can around before leaning on it, looking at the snake mockingly.

"Thank you...for letting your guard down! Haha! Yah!" laughed Pentious as he snagged a piece of the Radio Demon's coat, before cowering. "Oh shit." He yelped seeing Alastor's shadow grow.

An explosion sent Sir Pentious flying, his scream echoing. "Arghhhhhhh!!!!"

Alastor watched with a grin before turning towards the rest of the Hotel members.

"Well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor. Best of luck, chums." He waved before walking away.

"Wait, you're leaving?" Vaggie asked, "Alastor, we need your help! We need you to do your job."

"We need a wall." Angel deadpanned, gesturing to the broken wall.

"Of course. Can't let my new project fall into disrepair already. What would the papers say?" The deer asked, snapping his fingers before walking away. In his place, were a bunch of shadow demons with tools in their hands.

(Y/N) perked up, seeing the shadows. "Yo, Tommy, wassup, man?" He grinned, fist bumping another shadow who grinned back.

"Oh!: Angel giggled, shoving Vaggie to the side, before sashaying over to (Y/N) and the shadow demon. "Hey, sweet cheeks, who's your friend?" Leaning on the shadow's shoulder, he grinned. "Whatcha doin' later? I love me some men with giant....tools." Angel used his second pair of hands, to caress (Y/N)'s waist, and pull at his belt loop, suggestively, and his upper hands resting on Tommy's shoulder.

(Y/N) squeaked, cheeks a bright red, matching Charlie's before teleporting somewhere else in a vortex of shadows. Angel smirked to himself, 'Prince-y is so easy to rile up; and he's so cute when he's all flustered.' Angel didn't even realize how his own cheeks were a faint pink.

*Back at the Vs tower*

"See? Look how he flirts with those guys, and their not even paying! Who is that shadow dude? I'm gonna fucking kill his whole family! And the Lucifer's bastard son is there too? What the fuck?! Vox? Vox?!" He snapped, slamming a hand on the desk.

Vox continued to ignore him, as he buzzed with electricity, as he watched the Radio Demon walk away.

"That fucker is back!" He hissed.

"Yeah, I thought he was gone for good, too." replied Val as he continued to rile up the TV demon.

"It's been seven years." Vox growled.

"You still pissed he almost beat you that time?" cooed the moth.

"Uh, fuck you." spat Vox.

"Just saying," sang the heart themed pimp, as he leaned against the desk.

"Things have changed a lot since he left town." monologued Vox. "That's for sure." Val agreed.

"I've gotta send a message of who's really in charge now." Vox and Val chuckled darkly.

*With (Y/N)*

Hidden away in his bedroom, (Y/N) stood, staring at nothing before grabbing a pillow and screaming into it. (Y/N)'s dog, Rocco, watched lazily from the prince's bed.

After his screaming fit, (Y/N) grabbed one of his sketch books, and leaned against his bed, and flipped through the pages, smiling at the multiple sketches of Angel Dust, and just thinking. (Y/N)'s dog, Rocco, barked happily before curling next to his boy.

(Y/N) would rather have his wings cut off with Vaggie's angelic spear then ever let the spider see this journal. Even with all the sexual innuendos and comments, (Y/N) was still intrigued by Angel, and wanted to see what was underneath.

He just wish he wasn't so damn easy to fluster. Angel 100% took advantage of that fact, but he couldn't help it. Yes, he grew up in Hell, and always had admiring fans wherever he went, but they only wanted the tittle.

Angel hadn't even known he was the prince until he'd appeared at the hotel after the failure that was the interview Charlie had with Katie Killjoy.

At the thought of the bitch, (Y/N) scowled.

Charlie told him what she said about the gays, and the next day, Katie's hair was burned off, and she was missing a few limbs, (they'll grow back...eventually...painfully 😈 ). When Charlie found out, she cast a look at her brother, who gave her a devilish grin, briefly showing her his demon form he kept carefully hidden.

It sucks that people don't give Charlie the respect that they give (Y/N); but Charlie also knew her brother had a darker side that an even greater respect to his name.

But Charlie introduced him as (Y/N), and Angel treated him like a normal person. Well, normal as it is for Angel. Even when Alastor greeted him as 'Prince', Angel continued to talk shit and flirt with (Y/N).

"Just because you got dat crown on your head, don't mean that's all you are. You'll always be (Y/N) to me." The Italian explained, seeing as (Y/N) was confused. When people realize who he is, they act completely different. But Angel acted like they were long time friends....(Y/N) hadn't had that since he was a helling himself.

Ever since then, the Spider had slowly made his way into (Y/N)'s heart.

When Angel didn't think anyone was watching, he would reveal a softer side, especially when it comes to his beloved pig, Fat Nuggets.

Sighing, (Y/N) curled on his side, Rocco, rumbling lowly before curling in (Y/N)'s outstretch arms, snuggling closer for warmth.

"One day, I'll tell him~❤️."

*A/N: Sorry for the delay! My dad is in the hospital, so I went to check on him and hang out; will keep you guys updated and see y'all next time!*

@avatar-lover

[lady-wildflower]

I'm... really not a fan of the bigeneration or the subsequent ending for 14.

Don't get me wrong, fun concept just... horribly executed for this show. The fuck? Completely undermined and overshadowed Ncuti's introduction as the Fifteenth Doctor, even in its visuals!

Like, most of my analysis is about 14, because most of the remaining episode was about 14!

Scene itself. Instead of being a direct continuation, with Ncuti being the unambiguous new Doctor, Ncuti fuckin... sprouts off of David? He's literally an offshoot. There's a narrative argument to be made that the Fifteenth Doctor isn't a direct continuation of the Doctor and that he's more akin to the Metacrisis Doctor. And the gag of them dividing clothes between them is funny, but Ncuti didn't get any major elements of David's costume! As a character transition, he did not become the main Doctor of the scene, and as the episode continued I kept having to remind myself that Ncuti was the new Doctor because he wasn't wearing the costume! They should have given Ncuti what David was wearing and vice versa!

And then the rest of the episode continued to treat 15 as something that had offshot from 14. The rest of the episode was about 14! 15 didn't even get his regeneration to be the star! It just does Ncuti Gatwa a massive disservice to muddle up the introduction of him as the Doctor this way. It's a fun concept, but it shouldn't have been kept in such an important part of the show in this form - do it as an expression of the Toymaker not understanding Time Lords and 15 points out that he can't fight just one part of the Doctor, and the Doctor brings all of him with, and have 14 reintegrate into 15 after the Toymaker's influence disappears, or something. Fifteen didn't even get anything to do that wasn't continuing 14's plan and 14 was the lead!

AND THEN!

If you're going to go with this, and have 14 be the Doctor who gets therapy and settles down.

WHY GIVE HIM A FUCKING COPY TARDIS?!

It's such blatant spinoff fuel! It undermines the entire purpose of that scene. If the 14th Doctor is a chronic adventurer who needs to settle down, why give him a goddamn adventure box?! It's like a story about an alcoholic recovering... but retiring to run a brewery, and that never being addressed.

Also: 14 existing opens up a huge can of worms. Is 15 even the legitimate continuation of the Doctor, as I mentioned before? Is either of them? Can 14 regenerate again, and as such will he inevitably have to leave the Temple-Nobles behind and revert to his old ways? And also, narratively, we've already done this for fuck's sake, we got Metacrisis Doctor settling down with Rose! If you want stories about the settling down Doctor, go read Tentoo/Rose fanfiction, at least that doesn't muddy up the base spine of the show! ALSO, why the fuck are we doing the Doctor therapy this way when the character who's supposed to be the main Doctor now, the Fifteenth Doctor is flying away and NOT getting therapy?

It's just so messy but it strikes me as a darling that should have been killed in the first draft.

[the-girl-with-the-glass-heart]

I've noticed some people have gotten mad at the line in the new song frankie sings where they say "it's they or them not he or she, cuz labels ain't a thing for me.".

I keep hearing people say "omg why'd they have to go and make frankies whole personality being trans, why did she have to sing about it, they've made being non binary into a big joke, this is so cringey".

I'm sorry, have ya'll ever met a trans 15 year old? Do ya'll know what a baby gay is??? Baby gays will dress head to toe in rainbows and talk 24/7 about being trans or gay because they are excited about being lgbtq+.

Baby gays are so unapologetically cringe and i love them dearly for that, not every gay kid is like that but trust me, as a former baby gay who has baby gay friends, MOST OF EM ARE LIKE THAT.

If frankies whole personality is being trans, good, that would actually be more accurate to real life teens than if they just shut up and existed.

Also it's their introduction song, ofc they're gonna sing about their pronouns, even from a company stand point this is a pretty big deal so ofc they're gonna have frankie mention it.

It's literally a song all about their fuckin life, why wouldn't they mention that, if i had a song all about my life i'd probably have a whole verse about me being gay.

Honestly this whole argument just reminds me of the whole "gay people i respect" meme.

[northern-loner]

OK SO THE FULL MORSE CODE MESSAGE FROM ALL THE PLAYERS I'M ASSUMING WILL GO LIKE THIS:

"Dear friend in the deepest shadows, fateful paths cross, twisting together into a sinister dance. Our goals align in a symphony of chaos and darkness. Let us join in our malevolent, and orchestrate an era of unseen cruelty upon the QSMP."

MULTIPLE IMPLICATIONS AND QUESTIONS RN.

WHO IS THIS ADDRESSED TO? WHO IS IT FROM? WHY IS IT BEING SHARED THROUGH ALL OF THE PLAYERS LIKE THIS? IF IT'S FROM THE WATCHER, IT DIRECTLY REFERENCES THE SERVER BY NAME, MAKING IT CLEAR AS A SPECIFIC TARGET FOR THE WATCHER AND IT'S ASSOCIATES? "friend in the deepest shadows," MY MIND IMMEDIATELY WENT TO OSCURUCHO, SINCE IT'S FIRST INTRODUCTION WAS LITERALLY IN SOME GUTTER IN THE DARK. SO IT AND THE WRITER AREN'T FROM THE SAME THING BUT ALLYING FOR THIS BIGGER SCHEME AGAINST THE ISLAND?? WHO ARE ANY OF THESE FUCKIN PPL RIGHT NOW???

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY...

WHAT THE FUCK?????????????????

[achaotichuman]

It went right over my head when I read it before but it’s wild to think you were an IC fan before 🤯

Some of the awful years.

Y’all will flip at this, but here were my thoughts on the Acotar cast when I was fresh in the fandom.

Rhysand- Liked him, didn’t feel as bad for him as others did but I knocked that down to me just straight up not being attracted to him. I started hating him in Acosf tho. I hadn’t read Acosaf because I thought it a waste of time. But if I had seen those scenes before Silver flames then I would’ve probably hated him sooner.

Feyre- I thought she was really fucking annoying. Especially in her scenes with Nesta. Not much can be said for her because Feyre was more of a device to see through. But I would be the last to advocate for her. Obviously that has changed drastically.

Morrigan- Liar. First thing that comes to mind. She seemed like a white girl who peaked in highschool so I just didn’t like her.

Amren- She was my favourite character second to Nesta. Solely for the reason we now had a morally grey character that actually acted like an unapologetically bad person when she wanted to. This has severely changed. Also literally two lines into her introduction I was screaming Valg King. Amren is a Valg King no one can change my mind. That part hasn’t changed.

Cassian- I was a die hard Cassian fan. I loved this man. I swear to God I would have gone to war for him. I was also die hard nessian. Obviously that has also changed, for the better in my opinion.

Azriel- I cannot physically express how much I hated Azriel. He was quite literally my least favourite character, I wanted him dead. I was hoping every single page that he would be killed off. He was there for vibes and vibes only. Since Azris I am a changed man, but sometimes I just can’t stand him.

Nesta- My Queen. My Lady. My wife. My mirror. She made me feel seen and heard. I love this woman and I always will.

Elain- No opinions on her. I figured pretty quickly she would be a bigger factor later on but I had no opinions on her. I am very pro Elain now, but in canon I just don’t really trust SJM with her. Which is also why my only solid ship with her is Gywnlain. I am very anti Elriel, always was.

Lucien- My heart and soul. I was obsessed with this man. I wanted to wrap him up and hold him close. Still do.

Eris- I didn’t understand the hype in Acowar but come silver flames and I was diving deep into this man. Trying to undo every cryptic word. I developed a very deep love for him. One that has only grown.

Tamlin- Felt sorry for him, but overall I had no strong opinions. I really wanted Acotar back. In the first book I would have probably given up a kidney for him, then it went down slowly. In Acowar however I was defending this man left and right. By Acosf I wanted more Tamlin.

Then I started to deep dive into the characters and their arcs. This was before I joined Tumblr. And the more I read the more convinced I was that in the next book the IC was going to have a falling out because their dynamics made no sense to me. They looked like they were slowly breaking, and Rhysand was very shortly put on my anti list.

But I never made a big fuss about my thoughts because if I did I got attacked really fuckin quickly.

Then I joined Tumblr and found a great community where I could hate and be supported.

Love you guys to death. Thanks to all of you I get to be in my Pro Tamlin, anti IC world and I am so glad I get to be here.

Edit- I was also extremely closeted when I first read Acotar and that definitely had its affect on my opinions on some of the characters.

[wnchester67]

S1E1

Q: What makes this episode so fuckin good?

Well, kind of everything.

As any good narrative should, this episode sets up (even if briefly) a normal, apple pie life, and then disrupts that normalcy in a big way. There’s this sense of dramatic irony as the viewer catches on to the foreboding feeling the show is doling out (flickering lights, the MUSIC, etc) and the characters remain unaware until it’s too late. Then, the best moment of the introductory scene, “Take your brother outside as fast as you can.” I really feel like this sets up the entire premise of the show, a thematic motif if you will, wherein Dean is his brother’s keeper (KIN).

The next segment of the episode sort of repeats the disruption of normalcy, settling the viewer into Sam’s life at school while creating this intrigue by setting him up as the estranged golden child. Then we get Dean’s introduction (which is the best fucking character intro possibly ever), aka the disruption of normalcy. I could talk about this for literally ever, but for now I wanna focus on one thing in particular: the dialogue. The writer's are presented with these complex characters and history and have like one scene to start revealing the important shit that sets up the rest of the episode, and they do that via clever, efficient dialogue between Sam and Dean. Most everything they say to one another either reveals plot or characterization, and does so in a way that feels really natural. My personal favorite thing about the dialogue is how it sets up this recurring theme of the struggle between wanting a normal, 'apple pie' life, and being unable to have it (and each brother's feelings on the subject, which makes me crazy). The dialogue for the rest of the episode is equally good at revealing who each of the brothers are, and how they were raised.

Now I'm gonna fast forward to the end of the episode, not because the rest of the episode isn't great (it's really great), but because the way the episode ends is a big part of what makes it stand out so much to me. Jess's death is the perfect example of a character death being necessary to move the plot forward. The show would not proceed the same way at all without her death happening when it does and the way it does, and the way it brings the episode full circle is just... as a writer I could actually piss my pants thinking about it.

In my opinion, while the middle bits of the episode are really good, its truly the beginning and end that make the episode such a stand out. It's the perfect introduction to the series, laying out enough information to let you know what's going on while still keeping a few cards close to the chest to keep you intrigued. I've already watched the whole series more than once, and every time I come back to this episode it's just really, really fucking good.